Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EVEN THE BATS, by WITTER BYNNER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: In the june twilight, we looked without knowing why Last Line: Where shadows leave the breast and fly away. Alternate Author Name(s): Morgan, Emanuel Subject(s): Evening; June; Sunset; Twilight | ||||||||
In the June twilight, we looked without knowing why At the peaked gable of a corner house; And while we looked, a hundred bats flew out From the patterned eaves over the beach and the lake; And as soon as they had wavered high out of sight, Came other hundreds at nine intervals: Like black leaves dropping and gathered up again In their own wind, and blown to the setting sun. After the firm birds of water and the bright birds of trees, After the transparent golden air of day, It is magical to see a host of shadows Trembling upward over the mountain-top, Or hovering past a balconied window at midnight And flaking singly toward a mottled moon. Even the bats are beautiful in Chapala Where shadows leave the breast and fly away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOURNEY INTO THE EYE by DAVID LEHMAN FEBRUARY EVENING IN NEW YORK by DENISE LEVERTOV THE HOUSE OF DUST: 1 by CONRAD AIKEN TWILIGHT COMES by HAYDEN CARRUTH IN THE EVENINGS by LUCILLE CLIFTON NINETEEN FORTY by NORMAN DUBIE A BUFFALO DANCE AT SANTO DOMINGO by WITTER BYNNER |
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